This is a song about "Gangs violence drugs money streets and corners"

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Weed smoke, booze and violence

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids

And my condition to start violence

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

And hip-hop’s positive messages like stop the violence,

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

I'll stop the violence, you left me crying just leave the streets quiet,